Greetings from somewhere over South America. It’s been a grueling 30 hours in Argentina, so it’s time to go home.
One final high note of the trip was dinner last night. We went to a highly recommended steak house called La Cabana Las Lilas. Loosely translated, they tell me it means “The Purple Farm House”. That sounds all well and good, but it’s a converted tannery on the water front in downtown Buenos Aries. And it ain’t purple. Nonetheless, the food is out of this world. Probably worth the trip all by itself. The appetizers included lots of different kinds of breads and sauces along with roasted veggies. We then had something called proveletta which is a local favorite. It amounts to grilled provolone cheese coated with olive oil and spices. It’s crunchy on the outside and melted in the middle. It’s quite yummy, but when I said I could probably make this at home I was cautioned that it’s very hard to do because you never get a hot enough fire. That sounds like a challenge, so should any of you get invited to dinner you may want to bring a fire extinguisher, or at least a current copy of your medical insurance card. Then they brought the meat. Big angry hunks of very rare lightly seasoned free range beef. Melts in your mouth. I’m hungry again just thinking about it.
And hungry’s not a good thing to be right now as they are about to serve dinner on the airplane. It’s just not going to be the same.